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All My Friends Are Dead-Tubonegro

Punk Rock 101-Bowling For Soup

Chapter 2--Kitty Jar

"Stupid mother fu-"

"-Hey!" Alice yelled sternly, effectively cutting off Rose after she stubbed her toe on a stray box. "I thought we all agreed we were going to quit swearing," she said, looking pointedly at the glass jar that was already set up on the counter.

"I wasn't going to swear. I was going to say…," she trailed off thoughtfully, trying to think of something quick while I smirked at her. "Fuck," she muttered, stalking towards the kitchen as she pried her wallet out of her back pocket.

"That's two bucks!" I called after her as she grumbled to herself. You see, we really are trying to cut down out swearing. So, every time we swear, we have to put a dollar in the jar and we'll eventually buy something with all that saved up money-it's our Kitty Jar. I don't know why that's what it's called but oh well. Why have we decided to embark on this epic adventure? It's a long story and I'm sure I'll get to that later…

"Dude, how did we fit all this stuff in our cars anyway?" I asked them after I put one of my boxes in my basically empty room and walked back into the living room. I mean, we had no furniture but we did have a bunch of boxes.

"No freaking clue," Rose admitted as she screwed the cap back on. "Maybe we're part Mexican," she said with a shrug.

My mouth popped open along with Alice's. "Rose!" Alice and I both exclaimed.

"What? I'm just saying, I've seen how many people they can fit in cars," she said easily, as if it was nothing. (Okay, just so you all know; that wasn't meant to be offensive in any way…but when you've seen ten people all shuffle out of a little Ford Focus you've got to wonder;D)

Alice and I both looked at each other and shook our heads. Rose. "Have either of you guys seen any of our neighbors yet? I feel like I'm in a ghost town or something-and I've been up and down those freak'n stairs more times than I can count," she added with a slight scowl.

My eyebrows furrowed. "I haven't actually," I said thoughtfully. We were living in this building alone or what?

"Oh, I've seen someone!" Rose said suddenly.

"Who?" I asked curiously.

"The guy at the front desk," she said with a smirk and a shrug as Alice and I glared.

"Not. Cool," Alice said.

"But I did hear our neighbors on the other side of…The Door," she said shifting her eyes, saying it in such a way that I believe it deserves to be capitalized.

Alice was immediately at attention. "What did you hear? Are they guys? Are they girls? Is there kids? Were they watching TV? Do you know what show it was? Were they listening to-"

"Alice," Rose interrupted. "Calm down," she said slowly. "I just heard some music. I couldn't really make out anything except for the wicked base. The Door was shaking for like two seconds and then the music was off before I could tell what it was," she told us.

"Da-ang," Alice said, cutting herself off and switching words at the last second as Rose glared at her.

Rose looked at her and very clearly mouth the words, "Fuck you."

Alice gasped. "That's a dollar," she told Rose scandalously.

Rose smirked. "No it's not, I didn't say it out loud," she said smugly.

"Still counts," Alice said.

"Does not," Rose replied confidently.

"So does."

"Nu-uh."

"Ya-huh."

"No it-"

"-Hey," I interrupted. "Let's look at the rules," I said, walking on the other side of the counter and picking up the jar. I held it up in front of my face, an inch away from my nose as I read the small but neat writing in black permanent marker. "And the Kitty Jar states…Rose is perfectly within her rights to mouth a profanity directed at you and intended for you to see without the need to contribute to the funds. Sorry Al," I said with a grin.

Alice narrowed her eyes and growled under her breath as Rose smiled triumphantly. "You all suck," Alice declared before opening a box. Rose and I looked at each other and shrugged. She'll forget this ever happened in ten minutes.

"You know what would be fun?" I asked them with a thoughtful smile on my face. They both looked at me expectantly. "To send a note to our neighbors," I said, opening the closest drawer to me and pulling out conveniently located pad of paper and pen.

"What are you going to write?" Rose asked curiously as she came to stand on the other side of the counter, Alice following behind her.

"I'm not too sure…maybe some rules," I said with a slight smirk. That could definitely work.

"Rules?" Alice asked.

"Yeah. Like one that states; open the door and I will kill you," I said.

They both laughed. "I don't think we should be threatening that soon," Rose said, sliding the paper out from under my hand and plucking the pen out of my grasp. "We'll start with a little greeting to see if they write back-then we can decide if we actually want to scare these people," she said as her hand started flying across the paper.

"That's probably a good idea," Alice said. That way, if they're all snooty and whatever they won't bother us and we won't bother them. It just works.

"Yeah, they're probably serial killers or something anyway-we wouldn't want to automatically offend them," I added offhandedly.

They both stopped and looked at me. "What?" Alice asked.

"Well, you've seen all those movies. They could end up being total creepers and breaking in in the middle of the night and stealing one of us away while the others are still asleep," I said with a slight smirk as Alice's face lost some of it's color.

"You are just messing with me, right?" she asked.

"Maybe she is…maybe she isn't," Rose said offhandedly.

Alice glared at the both of us. "Hate you," she said before snatching the piece of paper off the counter and stalking towards The Door. She bent down and swiftly slid the paper under The Door and rapped the wood with her knuckles.

"I didn't even get to read it," I mumbled dejectedly as Rose giggled at my pout.

Alice's face deflated. "Me neither," she pouted.

"All it said that we're their new neighbors and that if they're going to listen to music they should please keep it down," she said.

"That really got to you, didn't it?" I asked knowingly.

"Yes and if they do it again-" she stopped mid sentence as a sudden blast of music came from my left. There were loud pounding sounds and I could make out muffled low voices singing along. My mouth popped open and my eyes locked on The Door. They did not just do that.

"You're kidding me," Rose deadpanned as she narrowed her eyes. My eyes flickered back and forth between her and The Door-as did Alice's. You do not mess with Rose.

"Rose," Alice said in a warning tone as she stalked into the living room and crouched near one of the boxes.

"Don't give me that tone Alice; you can't stop me," Rose said certainly as she ripped open the box and pulled something out of it. She walked back into the kitchen and set the iPod dock and pressed play. We all instantly started jumping around like crazy when the song All My Friends Are Dead by Tubonegro came on. I'll admit, the song was kind of morbid-but it was fun to jump around be stupid too.

Soon enough, Rose, Alice and I were all in the middle of the living room head banging and pushing each other around and killing it on air guitar. When the song ended we all did a quick pose before bursting out laughing and shutting off the iPod. "Wonder what they thought about that," Rose said smugly as we listened to the complete and utter silence on the other side of the door.

"I think we might have actually scared them," Alice admitted. "I mean, we were playing rock but that was kind of…different compared to what they were listening to," she pointed out. Yeah, their's kind of sounded closer to a classic rock-ish type of song from what I heard.

"They probably think we're freaks or something now," I told them, slightly smug. It's funny when people make assumptions like that.

Rose turned around from where she was facing out fairly large balcony and a slow smile spread across her face. "Did you know we share a balcony with those people," she said, jabbing her thumb in the directions of our weird neighbors. My mouth popped open. No. No I did not.

"Seriously?" Alice asked, walking over and peering out the sliding glass doors. "Well shiz," she muttered to herself before closing the blinds.

There was a soft knock and my head immediately whipped to the left to find a small piece of paper near The Door. Rose, Alice, and I all looked at each other before bolting towards the paper, crashing into each other and scrambling to grab it first. I won, being I was the closest to The Door and was shoved underneath them anyway.

"What does it say?" Alice asked curiously as I pushed myself off the ground. That kind of hurt.

"That was rude," I read aloud, confused.

Alice rolled her eyes. "Oh please Bella, you were shoving us around just as hard," she scoffed.

"No, I didn't mean that. That's what the note says," I said, holding out so both of them could inspect it.

"Well, we're about to redefine the meaning of the word 'rude,'" Rose said, using air quotes and as a smirk planted itself on her face.

"Rose, what are you planning?" I asked cautiously.

She grinned and bent down beside a box, rummaging through it as she spoke. "You remember when Alice bought all that séance stuff when she thought her attic was haunted?" she asked, not looking up as both Alice and I nodded. Turns out, there were some homeless squirrels living in the walls of the Brandon's home. That was a very interesting weekend. "Well, I still have all of it," she said, taking out the old Ouija board and a pack of tarot cards-actually Alice still liked to mess around with the cards.

"And…?" I trailed off, not really seeing the significance of all this. I mean, it was kind of funny she still had this but it's not really relevant to what we're discussing at the moment. Right?

She grinned. "Well, my guess is that they already think we're weirdos and all I'm saying is that we should give them a proper reason," she said, looking pointedly between the items she was holding in her hand and the balcony. Alice and I met each other's eyes and we grinned evilly. Oh…this'll be fun.

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"What color do you think we should paint the walls?" Alice asked as we placed tons of candles around the floor of our living room.

"I don't know," I said with a shrug. But then my eyes widened and I looked up at the corner of the room. "Wait, if we paint what's going to happen to Jeff?" I asked her, frowning.

Alice frowned too. We may been here officially for a couple of hours but there have been several conversations about Jeff and his new found significance in this apartment. Apparently he 'completes' it. Whatever, I just don't want him to die.

"Well, we won't have to worry about moving him from his corner until we actually decide to paint but I think I have an idea," she said with a thoughtful look on her face as she stared at Jeff who was sitting smugly on his spider web.

"What are we going to do? Put him in a cage?" I asked sarcastically.

"I was thinking more like a tank," Alice said seriously. "It could be suspended in the corner where he already is and we could totally feed him bugs-we'll just buy those dead bugs they feed small lizards, it's already in jars," she said easily.

I blinked. Wow. She was serious…sweet. "A spider tank? That would be awesome," I admitted. Very unique and totally us.

"I know right? Hey, where the heck did Rose go? She was supposed to helping us set up all these stupid candles-it was her idea," she pointed out.

"I have no idea," I answered truthfully. But I really didn't care as long as we still went through with the plan-this was just too good of an opportunity to pass up. We are going to completely freak out our neighbors. The only thing that really has to happen for this to work is that they have to go on the balcony some time tonight and then…we strike.

"How do I look?" Rose asked, popping out of the hallway and posing for us against the wall. My mouth popped open. Mascara was drawn thick around her eyes and she was wearing dark purple lipstick, she had a silver ring on her right eyebrow and had red streaks in her hair. She was also wearing black close and these fishnet sleeves.

"Like a complete and total nightmare," Alice answered without missing a beat.

Rose grinned. "Good. I figured, why not go all out? This is a once in a lifetime opportunity you know," she pointed out.

"Please tell me I am not dressing like that," I said. I agreed to memorizing these stupid, creepy chant things already-I am not going to make myself look like I just walked out of an episode of the Adams Family.

"Oh yes you are, this is completely brilliant," Alice said excitedly. She gasped. "And I have the perfect skirt to wear and a top for Bella and-oh my God we have to take pictures," she said happily before abandoning her box of candles and darting down the hall and into her empty room. Well, okay, all of the bedrooms are empty except boxes and sleeping bags and the only thing in the living room are a ton of unlit candles sitting on the floor. All part of the plan.

"Where'd you get the fake eyebrow ring?" I asked her curiously.

"Oh, I have a bunch of them we can use. I wore them for some Halloween party once," she said with a shrug, picking up Alice's abandoned box. "Where did you guys get all these candles anyway?" she asked curiously.

"We went to this 'buy in bulk' store and loaded up. We'll probably never use them again but Alice paid so what do I care?" I said with a shrug. I mean, normally I would care but with Alice…I'm just glad she only bought two boxes.

Bahahaha! Okay, they should all be at least sorta kinda meeting in the next chapter when the girls mess with them:DD I'm sure most of you can already guess what's going to go down-what do you think?? REVIEW!!!